Salma grabs a big lump and places it firmly under my balls. They both take another cube and run it along the underside of my long thick shaft. My body...is on sensory overload. "Salma sit on his face and rub your clit, baby" Yes Momma" Swish of the stick hits Salma's PVC clad bottom. "WTF" Swish! "Salma I am your Mistress. No swearing Baby" "Yes Mo.. er Mistress!"Salma sits on my face and rubs her clit. Her puffy pussy lips glisten as her fingers move from her clit to inside her young pussy and. As a result, I had no problems in controlling the race from the start. After the first three kilometers I had already passed the former leader and I made sure that he dropped a few seconds behind me immediately. Since the ski trail consisted of one five kilometer loop, that was run twice and it remained close to the stadium, I was easily able to keep on eye of my toughest competitors. At the end there was no need to push and I was able to secure the gold medal with a ten second lead. I saw no. I start to pick up a little speed but not by much but ensuring that when I push in I get it in as deep as possible and we are still kissing. I begin to start moving faster and still pushing in deep and keep that pace while I reach over and nibble on your shoulder. You suddenly tell me you are going to cum and I move faster until I can feel your pussy twitch around my cock and you tell me not to stop. I keep going faster and within a minute you have another orgasm all over me. While I slow down. “Did you notice someone watching us during breakfast?” I asked as nonchalantly as possible, hoping to keep the tone casual and not too alarming.“What?!” Asked Alyssa, looking alarmed. “Someone was watching us?”“Yeah, this guy in the corner booth with all those people. He was wearing a sweater. Kept looking over at us. I don’t think I know him.”The light changed and we walked across the lane, Alyssa’s gaze turning to look behind us, her eyebrows furrowed in concern. “That’s really weird.”“I just.